
IliliUSTEATED 

B Y 

\X). 


Copyright iy Am^ncnn lyact ooc^tv 






ft 




( 







The BVEF changing saasnns 


In silsncB cdhib and go ; 


But Thau, Etarnal Fathar, 




No tiioB or changB canst know, 

NNWUKU NNfvVSHkU HOVJ 


t>eRMI8SION TO USE COPYRIGHT MATTER 
HAS BEEN KINDLY GIVEN BY 
THE PUBLISHERS. 


A 






Ap 


n 


alS^URSELlN G of Mothar Nature I 
Just bscausE 

Thau art a tBndsr child, whcsB ready . 

tears 

With readier smiles and everpresent fears, 
Rnd transient hopes, are true unto the laws 
That circle babyhood — affection draws 
Dur souls to note the gospel that appears 
In thy soft tints and gently rounding . 

spheres 

Of vital Joy ousness. 

Rnd thus we pause, * 

H Blighted with thy game of hide-and- 
seek. 

Roguish thou lift' si a rumpled pinafore 
Of clouds to veil the quick returning 

store 

Of dewy sunshine, while bright colors 

speak 

R conscious rapture in the peeping 
dowers. 

Held close as trophy of the sun nnd, J ‘ 
showers. 



flowers appear on the earth; 
the time of the singing of birds is 

Qornc.. Song 2:12. 


i'OC/V/i/ ,.SS.-‘. 





A. Sprii^g StoKV]. 

Lady-bug and a EumblB-haa 
Want nut in tha fin a Spring waathar ; 
Thag mat by chanca an a lilac-bush, 
Mnd talkad far a whila tagathar. 

" Thasa days ara warm," said tha 
Bumbla-baa, 

"But tha nights ara damp and chilly." 

"So damp, indaad," tha Lady-bug criad, 

"I should think you'd rant tha lily." 


" R thousand thanks," said tha 
baa, in hast a ; 

" Rnd if you'll axcusa my hurry, 
I'll go and sacura tha 
housa at anca, 

Bafora thara's a rush 
and a Surry," 


( Continued. ) 



*■■' ’''•« 

So> off hB flBW toward Marigold StrsBt, 

ThB wag was not long nor hillg ; 

But just as ho passad tha pinks, ha saw 
R littla girl pick tha lilg, 

Tha onlg housa ha could dnd to rant! 

Rnd this is tha pitiful raason / 

Ulhg out on a cold, bare clouar leaf, ^ 

Ha slapt tha rast of tha saason, 

Rnd tha rula is this : whan spring- 
tima comas, 

Rnd tha nights ara damp and 
c hillg ! 

Ea uarg sura that it's not 
"To Lat," 

Eafora gou gathar a lilg. 


h 




^J\^DVlI fades tha last long strsak af snow, 
Now banrgBons BVBvg mazB af quick 
Rhaut thB flawBry squarBS, and thick 
By ashen raats the vialets blew ; 


UlhBTB new the sBa-mBW pipes and dives 
In pander glBaming green, and dp 
The happp birds that change their skp 
Ta build and bread; that live their lives. 



Fram land ta land. End in mp breast 
Spring wakens taa ; and mp regret 
Be names an Mpril via let, 

End buds and blasscms 
like the rest 





grass withereth, the flower 
fadetPi: bat the Word of oar ®0J7 shall 
stand for ever. . 0 : 8 . 




7 ^ 

Lo^girpgs. 

qAh! my hsart is wsary waiting, 
Ulaiting far the May ; 

Waiting far tha plaasant ramhla, 
WhsTB tha fragrant hawthorn-bramblas, 
With tha wandbina altarnating, 

Scant tha dawy way. 

Mh I my ha art is weary waiting, , 
Waiting far the May. 

Mh I my heart is pained with 
throbbing, 

Throbbing for the May ; 

Throbbing for tha seaside billows, 

Or tha water-wooing willows. 

Where in laughing and in sobbing 
Olida the streams away. 

Mh I my heart, my heart is 
throbbing. 

Throbbing for the May. \ 




Srast. 

^HE child leans an its parent breast, 
Leaves there its care and is at rest ; 
The bird sits singing bg its nest, 

End tells aland 

His trust in Ead, and sa is blest 
'Neath everg eland, 

The heart that trusts, farever sings, 

End feels as light as it had wings j 
E well af peace within it springs. 

Came gaad or ill, 

Whate'er ta-day, ta-marraw brings, 
It is His will J 


\S^^G >N\VUNWS. 


^un^rv^er, 


'1 

& 


7 ^ 




^UTTER-CUPS, clnvBT, and fBathary ^ 

thistlB, 

EuttBrdiBS, hBBS, and locusts that whistla, , 
HEliotrapBs, rasas, and mnrning-gloriBS, 

ThBSB avB but snatchas of summor's storios. 

UlatBvfalls, rivBTS, and wavBS that ara 
sighing. 

Murmurs of saa-shalls on wat baachas 

lying, 

U/hispars of pina-tr a as, braasas ara 
bringing. 

Thasa ara but snatchas of summer' s 
singing. 

Rabins and Elua-birds, and swallows 
and thrushes 

Twitters, and songs, and raptures, and 

hushes 


Rttar of all the whale gear’s sweetness,; 
This is what makes this summer's 
camplatanass. v 





:*• j :‘S: lift 



now tliy (greater in 
the days of thy yoath, whik the evil 
days come not. ecci. 12 : 1 . 

— — in— IIMII II I I ll 




fiabv] G ra^le. 

%iDoiIEN of grasses diig and brown, 
Illith a sprig of cloirer here and there, 
R cDsg lining of thistle-down, 

Rnd a feather dropped from a bird 
in the air — 

This is the cradle, daintg and hne. 

Love hides awag in the meadow sweet, 
IJown, deep down, and never a sign 
To tempt too near little wayward feet, 

IJown, deep down, in the blossoming grass, 
That rustles dreamily all day long, 

Rnd only the yellow butterflies pass, 

Rnd the green- gold bees, with their 
hum- drum song-, 

Golden buttercups lean above, 

Rnd daisies white, with hearts all 
gold. 

Golden lily-bells nod their 
love, 

Rnd the golden sun- 
shine all doth fold. 

\-UCX 


I 



J^O I hirdiB, cnmB, pray I 
Hn I hirdiB, da stay 

Just ORB littlB minutB I 
Ydu'vb hBBii tn thB sky, 

Rway up sn high, 

Rnd know all that's in it; 
Ydu'vb pisrcsd with your flight 
Its wondarful light; 

JUhat makBS it so bluB ? 
Now tBll mB, Oh, do, 

LittlB hirdiB J" 



ThB bird stnppBd a whils, 
To rBst on a stila 

Ulith mossBS upon it ; 

Rnd BrB vary long, 

Hb pourad forth a song 
Ms swBBt as a sonnat; 

But nauar a word 
My waiting Bar haard, 

Ulhy tha sky was so bluB, 
Though ha told all ho 
know — 
Stupid. hirdiB. 




C^NIJ what is sn rars as a day in Jure I 
Than if bvbt cdirb pBrfEct days / 

Than haavan trias tha aarth if it ba in tuna. 
End avar it softly har warm aar lays ; 
Ulhathar wa look, or whathar wa list an, 

Ufa hear Ufa murmur or see it glistan j 
Evary clod faals a stir of might, 

P.n instinct within it that raachas and towers, 
End, groping kindly ah ova it for light. 
Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers. 

The flush of Ufa may wall be saan. 
Thrilling back over hills and valleys; 

The cowslip startles in meadows graan, 

The buttercup catches the sun in its 
chalice. 

End thara's never a leaf nor a 
blade too mean 
To be soma happy creature’s 
palace. 


i. 



i hast set all the: herders of 

! the earth: thoa hast made summer 
i and winter. Psa. 74:17. 











~7»r=^ 


■SI . e 


^urv^n^er \^ tl^e Soal. 


Since I havB iBamed thy InvB, 

My summBT, Lord, thou art, 

Bummar to job, and day, 

End Ufa springs in my haart > 

> \ 

-A- 

SincB I havB laarnad thou art, 

Thou livBst, and art lava } ^ 

^rt lovB, and lovast ma ; 

Faarlass I lank ahava, ‘V 


Bummar, Ufa- fountain* s day, 

U/ithin, around, ahava, 
Ulhara wa shall saa thy faca, 

Il/hara wa shall faal thy lava. 




tl^e 

firool^ J^iVer Meet. 

I. 

oji SNOIU WTERth, a sunbEam — thE birth 
of a stTEam r 

R flashing, a dashing, a rippls, a glsam, 

New ETEsting thE hillsidE, now kissing ths 

hsath } 

Rnd swEEt dawEF lips in ths mBadaw banaath. 
0, braok-lifE I D, child-lifB I what nthar can ba 
So frash and sn faarlBss, sn jagnus, so fraB ? 

II, 

But dEBpar and strongar and calmar tha daw, 
Rnd fairar tha scanas that ara mirrarad balnw, 
Rs dawn tha dim distanca tha blua watars glida, 
Rnd thrill with tha swall nf tha incoming tide,. 

D, rivar-lifa I maidan-lifaJ draad not 
tha SB a, 

Tha past is as naught to tha bound- 
lass " To Be," 








%£)iN 1J of thB sunny South, U still 
dslay. 

In the gay woods and in ths goldsn air, 

Liks to a good old ago rslBassd from cars, 

Journaying in long SBranitg away, 

In such a bright, lata quiat would that I 

Might waar out Ufa lika thaa, 

Mid bo wars and brooks, 

Mnd daarar yat tha sunshina of kind looks. 

End music of kind voicas avar nigh. 

End whan my last sand twinklad in tha 

glass. 

Pass silantly from man as thou dost pass, 



WS all do fada as tlia leaf; and 
oar iniqaities, li^e flie wind, Iiava la^en 


as away. Isa. 64:6. 






Aatan^ip x oices. 

O KRPPY, happy, shining day J 

Tha tims to dancs and sing and play I 
I wish I only knaw 
Ulhy all tha clouds hava gone to slaap, 
Rnd lia like docks of lazy shaap, 

Far up thara on tha hlua, 

This afternoon, down at the brook, 

R bright-ayad squirrel stopped and took 
R dozen little drinks ; 

Soma nuts were lying at my feat, 

Ha lookad as if ha thought tham sweat, 
Rnd gava soma knowing winks, 

Just than a littla laaf, quita brown. 

Into tha brook cama rustling down, 

Rnd sails d off lika a ship ; 

Tha squirral gava his tail a whisk, ^ 

Than mada a funny sidawisa ' 
frisk, 

Rnd la ft ma with a 
skip, 



boipsioer 

liliBS of thB fisld, whasB bln Dm is brisf, 
111 b STB as th By ; 

LiJcB thBm WE fad B away, 

Ms doth a Isaf. 

CDNSIEER 

ThB sparrows nf ths air, of small accnunti 
Eur Dad doth viaw 
lIIhEthar thay fall or mount ; 

Hb yuards us too, 


CONSIEER 



Ths liliBS that da naithar spin nor tail, 

Yat ara most fair ; 

Il/hat prahts all this cars. 

End all this toil ? ' 

CONSIEER 

ThB birds that haira no barn nor 
haruBst WBBks, 

Cod yivBS tham food ; 

Mu oh moro our Fathar saaks 
To da us goad. 




KOSSf^-\\. 






M arjon’e^s jA-ln^ai^ac. 


^^^OEINS in thB tvEE-top, 
Blnssnms in tliE grass ; 

GvEEn things a- growing 
EvErgwharB gnu pass; 

Pins-trEB and willnw-trsB, 
Fringsd aim and larch — 

Don't gou think tho May-timo's 
PloasantEr than March 7 

Roses faint with swEEtnass, 

Lilies fair of face ; 

Drowsy scents and murmurs 

Haunting every place; 
Lengths of golden sunshine, 

Moonlight bright as day- 
Don't you think that Summer's 

Pleasanter than May ? 

(Continued.) 



WAS pi me and I shall bs. whiter 
than snow. /Aai^e me to hear joy and 
gladness. psa. 5i-.7,8. 




Chestnuts in the ashBs, 

Bursting through tho rind ; 

Rod Isaf and gold loaf, 
Rustling down ths wind; 

Mothsr ''doing poachas" 
mi ths aftornoon — 

Don't gou think ths Rutumn's 
PloasantEi' than Juno? 





Twilight and hro-light, 
Shadows coma and go / 
Merrg chimo of slsigh-hBlls 
Tinkling through tho snow ; 
Mothsr knitting stockings, 
Pussg's got ths ball — 

Don't gou think that UlintEr's " 
PlsasantEr than all ? 




4 


I ♦ 

A . 

/ 


( 


♦ ^ 
T 



r. 




\ 


I . • 


i 




- *" 


/ 


** 


V 


I 







% t 


# 


I 

« 

« 


4 


4 






ft 


I 


» > 

* /? 

/ 


r 




t 


» 


» 










✓ 




I 



LIBRARY OF CONGRESS 





